I wrote sermons in the form of fiction, essays and poetry, not scripture.

The Sloth and the Jaguar

There was a sloth who could only move slowly. No matter how fast he stretched his muscles, he couldn't but slowly climb up the tree and down the tree, slowly swim across the river, yet always had a perpetual smile. He nourished himself on the sap of the trees, and ate berries, but slowly metabolized his food, and that was why he moved so slowly.

The Jaguar, on the other hand, ran fast, and gobbled up all he could. He blended into the trees with his spots, and was swift, mighty, feared even, for no one could see him coming when he approached.

The Sloth, however, was noticed by him, as the Sloth went about his work slowly climbing, and making steady progress for his meals. The Sloth could do nothing, for it was his nature to move slowly, so he was helpless. But the Sloth did nothing wrong for he did all he could.

Dear, Mr. Trump

Get your executive orders passed through congress. And let them edit it, and revise it. It's good that the courts ruled against you, as you don't have that constitutional authority.

The Grocery Store

A modern parable for today...
I had forgotten my dad's pin to his card
So rather than question whether it were my card
Or being the least bit curious,
The security told me to use credit.

I stood my ground, though,
And called my dad and got the pin.

My Debt

For chasing my dreams
I owe trillions in back debt.
You who stole from me
Only owe me some twenty
Millions. I do forgive you.

For I desire
The goal, which is heavenly
Zion, and Her Streets.

Like a Child I'm
Made, and helpless, and, yes, poor.
For riches save not.

I chase the true Bride
Of a city of Golden 
Plateau and soft clothes.

Riches I heed not
Nor man's empty praise. Nor fame.
My day-wage is Her.

For through my harsh and
Disappointed poverty
I have all I need
In my hope for good Jesus;
And a Land bought without price.

A Really Interesting Logic Puzzle to Show How Quadratic Functions Have Two Answers

There's like a really interesting logic puzzle that proves this. I see it on Quora all the time. But, it's +- because when you multiply the same number together, you can turn out different answers if it's either negative or positive, when you have sums involved. And that +- also comes from the two dimensions of a square. You get a 0 integer in cubes, which relates to the augmentation of i. So 0, +- are three separate dimensions.



Something like 



x - y = 6

y*y= 16

x + y = ?



The x can be different numbers. If y is -4 then x is 2, and if y is + 4 x is 10. That represents the quadratic expression. So the third equation can be either -2 or 14.



[Also] a cube will always retain its positive or negative signs. 8^3 can't be both -8 and +8, it'll always keep its negativity or positivity. But the two can cancel out in the quadratic function, and leave you with a quadratic and leave you also with a third dimension zero expression. That's how Cubic Equations work. That's why. [This is] something I learned in grade school.  [W]hat's infinite about a cubed number? And that's also why i doesn't exist in cubic numbers, but it does again in quartic. Omega shouldn't even be involved with it.

Formula for Augmenting Squares

a^2*x=b^2

The Ballad of St. Laurence

Oh, here is the song of St. Laurence
Immortalized in Luther's Theses.
Like a leftist miser does say things,
Their words were spun so crazily:

For "The poor are the church's treasure,"
Said the Papists to slander this man.
"The poor are the church's treasures"
The poor took it literally, understand?

Thus is the mind trick we all, wont,
Understand it so trickily?
Like an enchantment over our minds' shadow
It brings us to the belly of the beast.

For an indulgence is paid for Purgatory
And and indulgence's paid are we...
Just like the Sodomite's violence
That spills out with their lies and conceit.

They say, "No, it is not happening,
"The poor are the church's treasure you see!"
For both tricks are mighty stupid
But they convince the simple folk indeed.

So I took to the streets a-calling,
Saying, "Why are they extorting the lot?
"They are convincing many numbers
"With their trickery, for selfish glut."

Thus the men and women were singing
"The church's treasures are the poor!"
So they put their coin in the coffer
And it jangled there once more.

"For by sodomy your sins shall be washed off
"And by sin's curse you shall be set free.
"The poor are the church's treasure,"
And the cause was the church's greed.

Email to D.O.G.E. (Joke)

Hi, Elon and D.O.G.E.. What I accomplished last week was this:

1. I found a little over half a dozen pieces of evidence for the Gospels, as witness, and explained them in a podcast.
2. I wrote a poem on February's Fay---a term I'm trying to enter into the vocabulary---of the red budded maples in February, and the yellow yawns on the Willow's Branches.
3. I updated a list of contemporary Christian YouTubers who are beneficial to the faith (A continuous project).
4. I worked through Welsh and Irish mythology, reflecting on its wisdom literature---finding even more agreement on Morality, and also the backslide īnto sin, across all cultures throughout the world, in space and time.
5. I expounded upon the meaning of mathematics---wondering on the implications of a man's research who was trying to find a "Grand Unified Theory of Mathematics", essentially the Geometric Principle connection to applied Mathematics, that we operate off the assumption of, that now we are even one step closer to proving. (There's a similar proof of 1 + 1 = 2 that is 300 Pages; I was enlightening some people that we already know this about math, but are working toward the proof for it, as all mathematical principles work off of that assumption, primarily.)

P.S.

I'm not infuriated. Just astonished at the work I actually was doing. Any honest person should be capable of doing this, if they are doing their work. It should be a huge confidence booster, not a source of shame. It took about 20 minutes of looking through my search history and body of work to find and remember.

The Cry of Moses

Oh, walking through the forests,
I had seen Zion, a comely maid,
Appear, with her auburn hair
And face radiant as the sun.
"I had seen the towers of Zion
"Their golden Plateau, and I had
"Seen the many trees of life.
"I had seen my beloved animals there
"And I had seen the fish burst
"Ezekiel's River, and the mounts
"Made smooth through Zion's height.
"I had seen the land was good
"And like Joshua and Caleb
"Wished to enter it, but the LORD 
"Said unto me, 'Gaze upon this hill
"'For you shall not enter into it."
And reading Numbers, I understood
For the people's sin, they did not believe
The report about the beauty of Zion
So they refused to enter, but sought
Sinai as their refuge and not Jerusalem.
"So I wept, not having Zion as my earthly bride
"But was given radiant exposure to the Son
"That I should enter into this peace
"When my time was up,
"For I was not fearful of the Anakim
"When God had showed them to me."